Matt Arundel
Joined May 2022
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Unraveling Consciousness
It was dark and cold as I pulled the blanket high up over my head. I closed my eyes. A translucent, veiny sac in my mind's eye breathed as my body breathed, moved as my body moved. My body became a body, no defining characteristics, no personality, no attachment or need other than to breathe. The self detached, a solid orb circling a sac as it drew in oxygen. Something else noticed the self and how it built walls, how it denied itself love and reached into the void for abstract answers.
By Matt Arundelabout a year ago in Potent